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He was topping me from the bottom. Nope. With a snap of my hips, I sent myself hard into him, causing him to cry out. “You're not fucking me. I'm fucking you. Now be still and take this dick. I had no idea you wanted it this badly. You're so sexy wrapped around my cock like this,” I murmured, using my thumb to trace the point of our joining.
“Oh, you beautiful banana barbarian!” Faris shouted as his dick disappeared between Bram's lips. I glanced at Saige, who caught my eye and gave me an 'I have no idea what the fuck that means' look.
“Where are we gonna get deep-fried pickles at this hour?” Sloane whispered to me and the other guys. “Hell if I know, but we better figure out how to make them before she gets hangry,” Bram replied, a hint of real fear in his voice.
That was the funny thing about depression. Despite knowing what you can do to cope and make things better for yourself, some days you just can't find the energy or the drive to do shit about it.
I'm strong. I'm worthy. My intrusive thoughts are warped, harmful things that have no business in my brain.
“You okay?” I asked him, my hands busy rolling up the mat. He grunted, ever the stoic big guy. “Hmm. So in Cam speak, that'd be an ‘I'm fine but worried about something?’” I guessed, and he side eyed me and gave a chuckle.
If all goes according to plan, we'll be in and out within an hour.” “That's what she said,” Bette shouted from beside me, and I held my hand up, giving her the high five that comment deserved. We were giggling together like ten-year-old kids, only stopping when we got a stern look from Thunder Daddy. “Wowzers. He could tell me to do just about anything and toss that look my way, and I'd be hopping to do it,” she whispered to me when Cam turned his back. “Right? It's terrifying and oh so sexy,” I whispered back conspiratorially, stifling a laugh as her eyes widened slightly at my calling Cam
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Rick took his focus off Bette at the sound of his name, and she rolled her eyes behind his back. Good grief, the man had his hands full with that one.
Humming in appreciation, she wrapped her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with equal fervor. Faris whooped, and Bette began clapping enthusiastically. Sprout had a hand pressed to her chest, visibly swooning at the romantic display. Khol pulled back, and his voice was deep as he rumbled, “Mine.”
“How's it feel?” Sprout's voice carried to us from the shore. I looked over at her, and oh my damn... “Hard,” I said without thinking, cupping my cock as I looked at my mate. Her swimsuit was a retro style one-piece and I was right—it was boob city and I was going to be the motherfuckin' mayor. The suit was black, with small white polka dots and a red bow off to the side on her waist. She looked edible.
People don't get lucky, child. They get served the wins they earn and you better enjoy every moment of it. There will always be people out there who want your power, your magic, your money or your family, and you can either let them win, or you can fight. You fight and you fuck them up, Saige. I taught you nothing less than to create your happiness and to own your magic. You don't know what tomorrow will bring, so you damn well better enjoy today. And fuck anyone who says otherwise.” Gran nodded sternly, ending her rant, leaving the whole room full of open mouths.
His eyes were locked on me, and I could already hear hissing from Faris and deep growls coming from Sloane, Bram, and Kai. “Father, stop. She's mine,” Bram snarled, grabbing Thane's arm and whirling him around. You could've heard a pin drop in the silence that fell over the room. “You've mated then?” Thane sneered, and Bram let out a terrifying growl that shouldn't have made my blood heat the way it did, but I was half demon. Seeing my mate take a stand and flaunt his claim on me was fucking hot.
